Now don't get bent out of shape
Don't start tearing out your hair
One a sweet little angel
That stuff's nowhere
When the bombs go off on Oxford Street
And the kids beat up old people
It's just a soundtrack for your life
It's just everyday evil
But don't let it break you down
Don't let it break you down
Don't let it break you down
Some people are in charge of pens
That shouldn't be in charge of brooms
They have the nerve to rip up a man's life
In a paragraph or two
And the aeroplanes get hijacked
And all the Americans get k**ed
And the children are all addicted
To a sugar-coated pill
But don't let it break you down
Don't let it break you down
Don't let it break you down
Well you get sent out on the racetrack
You get spurs dug in your cheeks
You'll see a winning post in the distance
That you'll never ever reach
And there's a hole in the atmosphere
Gets bigger every time you spray your hair
And someone's drilling down through the earth
Just to see what's there
But don't let it break you down
Don't let it break you down
Don't let it break you down
But don't let it break you down
Don't let it break you down
Don't let it break you down